Missing The Good Old Days
The best about being a child and a teenager was being able to read a lot. Still going to school and living at home meant that I had very much time to read. No chores, no errands to run, just homework. Now it’s very different. Not only do I have to spend many more hours at work than at school, I also have many things to do additionally. Housework and laundry (which I hate), tax return, grocery shopping, cooking and all this stuff which never seems to get any less.
There’s also my master’s degree. I’m still in the early stages and because I have to earn money, I’m studying at nights and weekends. That’s really cutting into my reading time. In the summer I can deal with that kind of stuff better, but now it’s already grey and cold and rainy outside, all I want to do is curl up on the couch with a good book and read. Not going to happen that much though.